Like most kids I played with fire

On the railroad tracks I nearly died

Some pain inflicted upon myself

Not all trial and error brings succes I guess



All this time you've been around

Taking notice of the damage done

The bleeding noses broken hearts

Adding colour to our daily existence



So I can glamourise my past

Still I am glad to be here now

And even happier that

I don't have to go through that again

This time in control

I'll lie about my past, and for some reason

I don't feel I have much to confess



This time in control

I'll lie about my past

For I feel blessed that I don't have to go through that again

This time in control

I'll lie about my past, and for some reason

I don't have that much left to confess